"Shizuo~" Shinra whined as he lay strapped to his own surgical table. "I SAID I WAS SORRY!"

Shizuo looked through the damn files on the so called kid. "I don't get half this shit."

"It's medical terms. They really didn't cover them in biology… or health…"

The blond looked over at Shinra drolly. "So what exactly is wrong with the fucking kid."

"He doesn't fuck… I don't think… I never tested that area-"

"Shinra!" The metal fridge grew a nice large dent from Shizuo's hand and Shinra whined more, squirming under the restraints.

"Shizuo~ come on! These restraints chafe my wrists!"

"What does this crap mean?" Shizuo held the papers near Shinra's face and the doctor sighed.

"See, this is why you and Izaya should never get along. You both develop each other's behavior. Then again… This would be rather interesting. If you developed Izaya's sadistic methods and tortures, what could Izaya have gotten?"

"Shinra!" Shizuo narrowed his gaze a bit and the man nodded absentmindedly.

"The kid has been developing lung problems along with a heart problem. The problem seems to be that he's reliant. Somehow that seems to be an issue. During a lot of the experiments, he has tried to get physical contact but with my father overlooking everything," Shinra rolled his eyes as if it were a mild annoyance, "it was impossible to allow-"

"Your father was in on this shit?"

Shinra looked up at him, "Shizuo. Izaya had a baby. Do you realize the significance of such a thing?"

"You're making me hate you."

"It wasn't like I was going to do anything. You both weren't even going to know about it!"

"It's our fucking kid!"

"Technically, yes. Genetically, yes. However, I made him from raw materials." Shinra shook his head, "I know it was stupid. I knew that from the start. I didn't intend for either of you to find out. It was going to be a backup plan for Celty and myself. I mean, I have no idea whether my dear wifey can have babies, if she can't though, I want to be able to offer something. I figured if I could do it with Izaya's and your sperm, then maybe with Celty's dna and my sperm..." Shinra looked up at him, his gaze narrowed, "you understand how it is! When you want to help them but you have to do something that you know you probably shouldn't."

"How the hell would I know something like-" He paused in midsentence, Shizuo's mind replaying the past few weeks.

Shinra sighed, "Maybe not, but I did it for Celty."

"Tch," Shizuo turned, walking out of the room, dumping the stupid ass file on the floor as he went.

The dullahan stopped as he walked by and Shizuo nodded in greeting, "tell Shinra I'm still pissed at him."

The woman nodded and Shizuo stopped, standing next to her, staring at the ground. "…about the kid he created…" He shut his eyes and shook his head. "Nevermind, it's stupid to even consider keeping the-"

Celty typed quickly before pushing her pda in front of him. [I was with him and Tsuki for the ride over to Izaya's. I know it may seem a bit… strange, but isn't it worth a shot to take care of him.]

"I don't even know… Izaya seemed pretty attached to the fucking idea. He latched onto it like the flea he is. Anything for him to point out that I'm a monster…"

Celty shrugged, [I wish I could help. All I can say is that when you both found out Tsukishima was missing, it seemed like you were both on the same page. Maybe you both could bond over this kid as well as Tsuki?]

"Yeah…" Shizuo grinned at the thought, "yeah, that perfect. Thanks Celty."

[No problem. …Where's Shinra?]

"He's kind of tied up in his office. I would give him a half an hour or so to work before going in there."

[Okay.]

Shizuo hurried down the stairs, running across the roads, taking shortcuts as he headed towards Izaya's apartment. He ignored the fact that the roads seemed emptier; he ignored the lights of the twilight. He sped passed cars that were still in motion, heading straight for him. It was getting closer to evening. He had been gone for the day, leaving Izaya to fend for himself.

The informant was probably fine.

He took the steps three at a time, throwing himself through the doorways and sprinting down the halls as if the fires of hell licked upon his ankles. He zipped passed other apartment owners, around and around on the stairs until he reached the informant's place. He pulled his key out and opened the door slowly, peeking though.

The informant lay on the couch, dozing away as if he hadn't slept in days. Cuddled into his sides were both the kids. The trio snoozed with their arms wrapped around each other, almost curled up like kittens. Shizuo froze in midmovement as he lay eyes upon the scene. He dared not breathe lest he wake them.

The kid, the one Shinra'd created, squirmed in his sleep, sitting up and looking over at him. A small hand made its way to his face as he rubbed his eyes, the bleary red eyes looking over at him again. Once again, Shizuo found himself staring into the face of Izaya. Seeing those eyes on someone other than his informant. He couldn't… he didn't know what the hell to do again. He couldn't stop himself from acting the same as before, staring in disbelief.

"…" The child stared at him a moment before turning his gaze away, his face in a deep frown as he laid back down and wrapped his arms tightly around Izaya and Tsuki. He looked over at Shizuo with some emotion that Shizuo couldn't begin to fathom.

"Nngh, Roppi-chan?" Izaya woke up and looked down, smirking, "geez, go back to sleep. I'm still tired." The boy buried his face into the informant's chest and Izaya laughed softly, tussling his hair a bit, "sleep~" Shizuo watched in shock as the informant kissed the boy's head and the kid smiled up at him a little. Tsuki nuzzled closer and Izaya shook his head, kissing the other's head as well. "I'm tired. Will you both go back to sleep?"

The duo nuzzled closer before Tsuki sat up, yawning, "I'm not sleepy… Are you Roppi?" Tsuki looked over at the other and 'Roppi' shook his head.

"Not tired?" Izaya sat up, "go play in your room then. You'll both be stuck sharing that room now."

"Okay!" Tsuki stood up and grabbed Roppi, trying to pull him away from Izaya. Roppi shook his head. "Hmm? Roppi?"

Izaya looked at the miniature double, "you want to stay with me, don't you?"

The boy looked up at him.

"So little…" Izaya pulled the boy close and hugged him, "go with Tsuki. I'll come check on you both later."

The boys left the room a moment before the informant sighed, "Shizu-chan, it's rude to eavesdrop."

"…Roppi?"

Izaya looked over at him and grinned, "Tsuki named our pet. It's cute, ne?"

Pet…

That didn't look like a pet/owner moment to him. Shizuo shook his head, "flea, I can't tell when you're lying and when you're just plain fucked up."

If you developed Izaya's sadistic methods and tortures, what could Izaya have gotten? The doctor's words weaved themselves through his head, blocking out whatever the hell the informant was saying. Shizuo stood rooted to the spot as he thought it through. After watching the informant act so caring towards the two kids, after seeing his injuries, knowing that there was no way in hell or high water that Kasuka could have beaten him to that point without the informant's consent…

The informant was…

Izaya looked over at the brute and scoffed, Shizuo wasn't even listening at this point. Not that Izaya could really take that as a shock. The man was kind of brain dead up in that mind of his. He wasn't quite with it. He did have a tendency to throw around public property at one time at him. That surely wasn't the brightest move to make…

Izaya leaned back and shut his eyes. Above anything else, he wanted some sleep. The two were quite hard to sleep with when they kept reaching for each other in their sleep. Their elbows kept hitting his healing points. While it was getting a bit easier to deal with, the drugs weren't quite strong enough to block out all the pain.

A hand ghosted over his face and slowly, carmine eyes opened only to widen in surprise. The ex-bartender was closer than he had been before. The sound of his footsteps hadn't even registered to him. Languidly, Shizuo cupped his face, his legs in between the informant's as his ever emotion filled eyes looked down at him. Izaya stared back up at him, his face composed in a blank look, lighting giving off a confused expression.

His internal struggle returned with a vengeance. Izaya stared up at Shizuo and felt his body warm, as though he had stepped into a sauna. His body ignited as hormones began to run rampant through him. The man grew closer, neither of them speaking. With every lost inch, also went a bit of Izaya's careful wall. His wall for pushing the man away, it crumbled again as Izaya found himself being lost inside those mocha colored eyes. It felt as though, somewhere inside of him, that he wanted to let go of that careful control and let the blond do as he may. He wanted to take everything he had forced himself, suckled him during pregnancy to believe about the ex-bartender and just toss it from the window.

He wrapped his cold hands around the hands against his cheeks and leaned forward, closing the distance. His eyes shutting as he berated himself for the action. It was going to be a terrible idea, but what the hell. He would let his hormones run their course, if only for the day.

"Izaya…"

Shizuo pulled away and eased him down onto the cushions of the sofa. The informant turned his head away. He wanted the physical pleasure. There was no need for these emotional, psychological attachments that the blond seemed so fond of. What good could come of them? They both knew how he worked. Izaya didn't let things in. There was only trolling in his heart.

What remained of what could be considered a heart. He was a god after all. They had no need for hearts.

Still, the blond persisted. "You don't have to tell me it back, Izaya… I just can't stop telling you…" His words were separated by his kisses down the informant's chest, bare to the room. "I love you…"

Again and again, those words marred his entertainment, tainting his needs with emotional attachment. What use was this love? With what could he get with love that he could not achieve by some other means? Love was about sacrifice, and Orihara Izaya didn't make…

Izaya shook his head, "shut up Shizu-chan, or we're stopping."

The blond nodded, returning to his face, traveling down to nip and kiss along his neck. Izaya moaned, arching a bit in the man's arms. Finally, he could shut his eyes, enjoy the physical pleasures that were only able to be had with the man.

"I love you, Izaya…"

Izaya sighed, sitting up and forcing Shizuo to back up or hurt him. It was a game they both knew the outcome to, Shizuo backed up, growling a bit.

"Oh Shizu-chan, you were so close."

"Like hell…"

"You couldn't shut up, could you? All you had to do was not speak, but I suppose that was a tad bit too difficult for you-"

Shizuo rolled his eyes, "if I talk too much I got it from you."

Got it… from him? Izaya laughed, "got it from me, eh? That would be absurd! How could you possibly be astute enough to grasp upon traits of myself?"

The man just looked at him and Izaya took a moment to realize what had been said. True, the man had changed. He had saved him after all, breaking international law, the Ikebukuro protecting, criminal and deviant hating man had done something illegal.

For him.

"Shizu-chan~ it's cold in here. Grab me a blanket. I don't think I'm going to be going to bed. It's too far away."

"Tch, figures you would change the subject." Shizuo didn't bother to walk all by himself to the bedroom. No, he picked the informant up and carried him like a freaking princess all the way to the bedroom.

"Shizu-chan! You're sweating and smell bad."

"You weren't complaining a minute ago."

"You weren't being a protozoan a minute ago… oh wait! You were. How careless of me. I must be getting a fever. We should call Shinra."

"Shinra's busy."

Izaya felt the bed appear under him as the blond crawled right on top of his body. The chests brushing lightly against each other, "you killed Shinra~ Shizu-chan! I told you not to kill him!"

"I didn't kill him!" Shizuo pinned the informant's hands to either side of his body, "I more or less made him unable to move for a while… Celty will get him."

"Torturing poor Shinra, such a monstrous thing to do." Izaya shook his head only to find himself being smothered again with the brutes searing kisses up his chest. "Shi-shizu-chan… the other two are in Tsuki's room…it's t-three doors down… They will be abl-l-"

"Nice try, flea." Shizuo looked up and smirked, the smirk that Izaya quickly recognized as his own normal one. "The walls are sound proof."

Realization dawned on him as he was quickly nude with the blond in his own bedroom and slowly being teased and sucked; Shizuo was developing bad habits. Terribly bad habits and ideas.

He kind of liked it…

~.~

"Celty?" Shinra pouted as he walked out of his patient room, rubbing his red, scratched wrists.

The dullahan looked over, [Shinra? I forgot that you were still here, it was really quiet and I thought you went out.]

"Oh Celty!" Shinra wrapped his arms around her, "I was stuck in there for five hours! Shizuo got some idea from Izaya and strapped me to one of the tables, it was so mean of him! Look at this!" Shinra held up his wrists, "they're red! I lost a lot of circulation! I could've died!"

The dullahan froze, [died?]

"Well, I mean-"

The PDA made it to his face before he finished speaking. [I'm sorry Shinra, but I think you deserved some of that. You did experiment around with what belonged to them.]

"Celty!"

[Shizuo was really scared, Shinra. That wasn't fair. He is still getting used to Tsuki.]

"Cel-"

[And Izaya is still working on coming to terms with Shizuo not leaving.]

"You're right." Shinra sighed, leaning back. "It was just so interesting… I should have tried another approach. Oh well, in any case, we will see how this plays out."

[You should apologize again in a few days.]

"Ah, but Celty…" The doctor sighed, "in a few days, we'll be burying a body and those two will probably blame each other…"

To that, the dullahan was at a loss of what to say.

~.~

A/N: -insert witty nonsense here- Review~

OH! WAIT! I DO HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY! WE GOT ANOTHER FANART PIC! I DIED! IT WAS TSUKI AND ROPPI!

http:/ crimsonfire3. tumblr. com/ post/ 15514361632/kid-tsuki-and-kid-roppi-going-to-izayas-house

(remember, remove spaces in the link.)

Adorably awesome, ne?

Later peeps!